Page 4 of My Cowboy Date
A document is open on the laptop, and I notice the wordsrevenge questtyped boldly across the top of it. “What’s this?” I read several notes about what she’s going to do to a guy who was clearly an asshole to her.
Aspen turns toward me, and her eyes widen. Then she races to the desk and clicks to another screen. “It’s nothing.”
“No, that’s definitely something. He sounds like he has it coming,” I say, instantly disliking the guy mentioned in the document. “Who’s it about?”
“My ex,” she explains. “And the things he did….” She takes a deep breath and redirects. “Anyway, that’s my revenge quest tomake him as miserable as he made me.” She looks at me like she expects me to be surprised by her vehemence.
I stand and lean toward her. She holds her ground, and our lips are barely inches apart. Then I smile. “Darlin’, I want to help you.”
Chapter 3
Aspen
Wilder leans toward me, so sexy he should be outlawed. My heart thumps and a shot of desire pools between my legs. A teeny part of me wishes I could say to hell with being careful about our working relationship and cave to the urge I’m feeling.
But caving to the physical could lead to an emotional complication that could easily backfire. Taking a chance with Wilder just because my girlie bits want him would be foolish.
“Why would you help me?”
“Because it’s always best when someone has your back.”
There’s a note of experience and truth in his words. I consider them for a moment, then put my hand out between us. “Welcome aboard, partner.”
He takes one of my hands in his larger one and holds on. I swear hot lust replaces the blood flowing in my veins.
His eyes are warm and inviting. An invitation to a one-on-one party.
I have to say no, my brain and heart tell me firmly.Girl, get you some of that, my body tries to override them.
No. I can’t.
Smart thinking,my brain says and I imagine it with a nose and pushing up a pair of wire-rimmed glasses. You’re going tofucking starve me of that delicious dick, my pussy screams in response to my decision. I squeeze my legs together harder and put my other hand on the front of Wilder’s button-down shirt. It’s loose-fitting but I know what the material covers.
I’ve seen him bare-chested working outside along with his brothers and what I saw belongs on the pages of a hot cowboy calendar.
Something flickers in his gaze. A desire matching mine.Oh no. This could escalate out of control too fast for me to handle.I put pressure against his chest, and he lets go of my hand to take a step back.
“Alright then, partner, what’s first on our list?” he asks in his deep voice that fans the desire I’m feeling. With that deep voice, I’ve heard him whisper very naughty things to me in a few of my dream fantasies. Sometimes waking up sucks.
I make myself concentrate on the task at hand. “I called the feed & seed store earlier and found out my ex had been there this morning for a meeting. He wants to get an exclusive supply contract with the owner, but the man wasn’t in.”
Wilder laughs at that. “You can bet he wasn’t in and won’t be. Albert Jones is the owner and he rarely comes down from his property. He’s a crotchety, reclusive old man. Doesn’t take kindly to people bothering him.”
“You know him?”
Wilder nods. “Years ago, before he holed himself up in the mountains, I got to know him.”
Excitement floods through me.This might be the opening I need to snatch the business from under my ex’s nose.“Then you’re friends?”
“I wouldn’t exactly go that far.”
It doesn’t matter. I’m taking whatever opportunity I can get. “Once I figure out what the issue with the tablet is, can you introduce me to him?”
Wilder glances at his watch.
“Unless you’re too busy. Then I can go alone if you give me directions.”
“Let’s go now. I can take a break. I’ll text Dad to take a look at the tablet when he and Mom get back from town. He’s pretty good with that kind of stuff.”
